Demons lurk outside of the diminishing barrier over the kingdom of Austera, and the elven race is threatened with extinction if their monarch remains stagnant. An underground resistance group tries to band together the realm's supernatural Guardians in hope to find a solution to strengthen the shield, only to find that superior demons are already leaking inside.

"I don't think the council will want to hear about all the times we snuck into their facility and worked the system behind their backs. Otherwise Mecondra would be put in jail. I would be too. They'd probably find out where Scribe is and they'd take him as well. He's still a wanted criminal, you know."

"Oh yeah…"

"It won't really matter soon. We're going to be hopping worlds in a few months or so."

Tig took a seat on the oversized cushioned chair.

Zannor sat next to him and almost fell back not realizing how far the chair sank in.

"Assuming I'm not eaten alive or blown to bits when I go, yeah, I'll come back. What are you going to do while I'm gone?"

"Well," Tig looked up to think about it, "Enk hired some pretty trustworthy people to help me manage the kingdom. They stopped funding Leon's research so that they could use the money to rebuild parts of the city."

"That sounds promising."

"Enk also suggested we totally erase Leon's research. He fears what would happen if an Elder would get a hold of it or that someone might finish it. He said that Bleidd is always hunting down research like this."

"Bleidd is starting to sound very intimidating from all the horror stories that I've been hearing."

Tig shrugged his shoulders. "Enk had a few things to say about him. Hyper, crazy, unpredictable, mischievous, and manipulative. Powerful too."